Tuesday, December 15, 2009

14 Months Old

Miles,

You are 14 months old today.

You cut another tooth. #8 for you. You learn new words every day. The lasted word is "Back" which is handy when I want help cleaning up. Apple, apple, apple apple apple apple apple. You love to repeat that word. You are so ticklish it is sweet. You don't always want to sit to eat your food. Finally you figure out that the food is only offered when you sit down at the table.

You are now giving kisses. You are sweet and even close your eyes when you give them. The catch is, you are more likely to kiss someone if they aren't the one holding you. Quirky but I will take them where I can get them.

You are loving scrambled eggs and apples. Cheese is a given. Something you weren't into for a while. You also really want to eat with the fork. You try to get you own food with it and when you give up, you hand it to me for help.

Your signing has improved. We were out running errands tonight and you signed that you wanted to eat. You said more banana and more apple. Love that we can communicate like that. When I sign "the itsy bitsy spider" you sign the the spider and smile so wide. You also sign milk and try to say it along with baba when you are ready for bed.

Baths are another favorite. You know when it is bathtime and you beat me to the punch. You throw your leg up and try to get in the tub fully clothed. I can not even get the tub filled before you are in it.

This month we are traveling to Cleveland. I am not nervous to fly with you or even overwhelmed with what to pack. It feels like old hat traveling with you. I love that. I can actually enjoy the trip 100%.

I realize now that there isn't anything that worrying is going to change. The amount I worry about you doesn't directly reflect how much I love you. Worrying is just wasted energy that could be spent on tickling you. So there you have it, more tickles and less wrinkles.

Below is a quick montage I put together of shots from day 1 through month 14. You have changed so much but some things always remain the same. I love that about being your Mom.

Love,
Mama